Tetri Pikri White thought - K.I.N.G & Ketato

Make no mistake I don't do anything for free and I keep my enemies closer than my mirror ever gets to me And if you think that there is shelter in this attitude Where do you feel the warmth of my gratitude Ah I get the feeling that it's two against one Ah I'm already fighting me so what's another one? The mirror is a trigger and your mouths a gun Ah Lucky for me I'm not the only one And if it looks to me like you and your reflection For them to add your own fight to this dimension Then tell it that this ain't no free for all to see There's only three It's just you and me against me Ah I get the feeling that it's two against one Ah I'm already fighting me so what's another one? The mirror is a trigger and your mouths a gun Ah Lucky for me I'm not the only one Lucky for me I'm not the only one And if your foot soldiers, syncophants and yes man For them to break into the middle of this little plan Then they should plan to hear me say that I wont play around But wait anyway I planned a plan to drown them Ah I get the feeling that it's two against one Ah I'm already fighting me so what's another one? The mirror is a trigger and your mouths a gun Ah Lucky for me I'm not the only one Lucky for me I'm not the only one

We set the table and the silverware And all you've got is a hundred-yard stare So look back to me and finish your food With an appetite and some gratitude We set the table and the silverware And gave you those clothes that you don't wanna wear But as long as you plan to stay alive You gotta honor your parents, that's number five Give me all your children And I'll show them how to congregate All we need are mouths to feed So pass around a dinner plate Give me all your money And I'll open up the pearly gates What's food for thought When all you've got is somethin' to regurgitate? So now that you're taller, and now that you're grown You can build a table all on your own And with whomever you decide to be Make sure she makes you up a family We set you up a resting place And your giant block of marble awaits And we broke you open an ATM But don't get greedy, that's number ten Give me all your children And I'll show them how to congregate All we need are mouths to feed So pass around a dinner plate Give me all your money And I'll open up the pearly gates What's food for thought When all you've got is somethin' to regurgitate? So now that you're taller, now that you're grown You can build a table all on your own And with whomever you decide to be Make sure she makes you up a family We set you up a resting place And your giant block of marble awaits And we broke you open an ATM But don't get greedy, that's number ten Give me all your children And I'll show them how to congregate All we need are mouths to feed So pass around a dinner plate Give me all your money And I'll open up the pearly gates What's food for thought When all you've got is somethin' to regurgitate? Give me all your money And I'll open up the pearly gates Give me all your money And I'll open up the pearly gates Give me all your money And I'll open up the pearly gates What's food for thought When all you've got is somethin' to regurgitate?

Strung out, falling from the big time Welcome to the infinite black skies Brain cleansed, fractured identity Fragments and scattered debris Thought contagion Thought contagion Fall down, learn when to count it out Prop me up before I blackout Withdraw before you're out of time Clean slate and buried war crimes You've been bitten by A true believer You've been bitten by Someone who's hungrier than you You've been bitten by A true believer You've been bitten by Someone's false beliefs Thought contagion Thought contagion They'll never do what you want 'em to Give it up and watch it break through It's too late for a revolution Brace for the final solution Thought contagion Thought contagion You've been bitten by A true believer You've been bitten by Someone who's hungrier than you You've been bitten by A true believer You've been bitten by Someone's false beliefs Thought contagion Thought contagion Strung out, falling from the big time Welcome to the infinite black skies It's too late for a revolution Brace for the final solution